beacon hills animal clinic
The pack crowds the Animal Clinic. Scott called Chris to tell him what happened and about the shell casings we found. He quickly came over and is waiting with is for Derek to wake up.
When Malia got here she rushed to the back where Derek rested, and she wouldn't leave her cousins side until he regained consciousness. It was a while before Derek woke up, but when he did Braeden gave him the new set of clothes she picked up for him while at the loft and he joined us in the lobby along with the rest of the pack.
"Is it really hers?" Derek asks Chris, who turns the shell casing over in his hand.
"It's hers." Chris confirms.
"What does she want?" Scott asks.
"Revenge." I say, my voice barely above a whisper but everyone hears and turns to look at me so I continue. "When she was first here, when she attacked Scott and Stiles at my house she said that's why she was back. She just didn't get to carry out her plan, and that's why she's here again." The memories of finding Scott almost lifeless in Stiles' room and of Kate's hand wrapped around my brother's neck with her claws digging into his skin come back to me and make me feel uneasy. I move closer to Mason, and he puts a comforting hand on my back.
"Why now?" Scott asks. "Why wait all of this time?"
"She was probably waiting for the right opportunity." Chris answers. "She doesn't want anyone standing in her way and she doesn't want to be collateral damage."
"Is she still in control of the Berserkers?" Liam asks.
"I would assume she is. We need to stay vigilant. This is her first attempt, and I'm sure it's not the only one." Chris warns us, as everyone in the room shares nervous glances.
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following day; stilinski household
I hold the syringe that Chris gave me yesterday. It's small enough to fit in the palm of my hand, but it holds some of the most powerful wolfsbane known to exist.
"A little goes a long way with this species of wolfsbane. I want you to have this just in case." he told me.
"Is it enough to kill her?" I asked Chris, forgetting that Kate is his sister. It's hard to associate someone so evil with someone like Chris, who would do anything to help even a stranger.
"It should be." he said, with no compassion towards his sister, to the monster she's become...or the monster she's always been.
"Thank you." I told him, before leaving the Animal Clinic with Stiles.
There's about a month left until graduation and the wedding, and I frown at the thought of either of those events being ruined by Kate's return.
I take the syringe and place it in my backpack, rushing downstairs to meet Stiles.
"Hurry up, hurry up! We're late." he says as I reach the bottom of the stairs.
"Sorry!" I say as we walk out together, our arms around each other.
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beacon hills high school
We go about our day as usual, but Kate is still on all of our minds. Liam doesn't want to let me or Mason out of his sight. He's being more protective than usual. He'd do anything for us, anything to keep us safe.
As the day goes on Kate moves further and further to the back of our minds, allowing us to feel at ease for at least a while. During lunch we sit together, and we fill the cafeteria with laughter as we always have. I sit between Malia and Scott. Every so often Malia puts her arm around me and pulls me closer to her, and her embrace makes me feel even more at ease. Maybe it makes her feel more at ease too. Malia and I have grown incredibly close. So close that sometimes she comes over my house to see me, instead of Stiles.
The school day continues and eventually comes to an end.
everything is going to be ok, I say to myself as Liam, Mason, Corey and I walk towards the parking lot. everything is going to be ok.
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hewitt household
Instead of doing homework like we had all agreed on, we sit on the couches in Mason's living room listening to music and eating chips.
Mason and I sit together, eating from the same bowl of chips. He leans his head on my shoulder and I lean my head on him. Mason knows how worried I am, and he's doing everything he can to keep my mind off of Kate and the danger she presents to all of us. He does a very good job of it. I can't explain how incredible Mason is and how much I love him. I've connected with him in a way I never thought I could connect with anyone.
When we run out of chips, Mason gets up to get us some more. When he comes back he finds Liam laying down on the couch, resting his head on my lap. "Hey, that's my spot." Mason says.
He throws a chip at Liam, who covers his face with his hand. The chip bounces off Liam's hand and then falls onto the floor.
"Mine now." Liam says throwing the chip back at Mason when he passes by on his way to Corey. The two share a sweet kiss and cuddle together on the couch as they go through Corey's playlist.
Liam takes my hand in his and holds it close to his chest. With my other hand, I slowly run my fingers through Liam's dark brown hair. He's changed so much since I've met him, and I couldn't be prouder of him. Every day that passes by I fall more and more in love with him.
The sun begins to set, and the sunlight comes in through the blinds of Mason's window. Soon the only light we will have to guide us will be coming from the moon and the stars.
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stiles' jeep
My brother and Scott picked me up from Mason's house once it was dark out. The three of us went to the Sheriff's station to drop off dinner for my dad. After that we went to the hospital to do the same for Melissa.
They both know that Kate is back now, and just like the rest of us they are worried about what she might do.
Stiles drives on the road that leads back to our house, taking us through a part of the woods. We just dropped off Scott at his house, something we won't have to do for long since they will be moving in with us soon.
"Why can't she just leave us alone?" Stiles asks.
I sigh. "I really wish she would. But hey, we have each other. And everything is going to be okay. She's tried before and failed. She'll fail again." I say, placing a hand on my brother's shoulder.
I know how stressed he is, and I want to distract him. I turn on the radio and begin to sing a long to the song that is playing. "Come on, sing with me!" I tell him and he smiles for the first time since he picked me up from Mason's.
He finally gives in and begins to sing with me, his voice breaking here and there, making us both laugh. My brother relaxes as he continues to drive and sing. We glance at each other as we sing, and then scream out the lyrics at the top of our lungs. For a moment we forget about Kate, about all of the supernatural disasters that have scarred us in one way or another. For a moment it's just Stiles and I, my brother and I, singing along to one of our favorite songs as he drives his beloved Jeep, the two of us genuinely happy.
But then it all happens so fast.
I look back towards the road. Stiles is still looking over at me, a smile on his face as he sings the lyrics. When I look back onto the road I see something, someone, standing in the middle of it.
"Stiles, look out!" I yell.
My brother quickly turns back to the road. He swerves to avoid hitting the figure that stands in the middle of the road, but he loses control of the Jeep and it spins right before we crash into a tree.
I feel an unbearable pain in my shoulder. It slammed against the door when we crashed. I think it's dislocated. I yell out in pain. It hurts, it hurts so much. The near unbearable pain a result from the night I went into the ice bath, which makes any pain I feel intensify.
My head hurts too, and I bring up my hand to it to see if I'm bleeding but I'm not. I feel like my head is being squeezed and my vision begins to blur. "Stiles." I say weakly, "Stiles are you okay?" I ask but there's no response from my brother. I look over to him slowly and I see my brother slumped in the drivers seat, unconscious and with a bloody face.
That's why my head hurts so much.
"Stiles, you gotta wake up!" I say, gently trying to shake my brother awake but it's not working. I take off my seatbelt and try to open the door to get to Stiles, but there's a tree preventing me from opening it.
I lean my head back in frustration as the pain begins to get worse. I scream again.
"Stiles, Stiles please wake up." I tell my brother with teary eyes. I take his hand and gently squeeze it, trying to find a way to get him to open his eyes. The reality of the situation starts to sink in and I begin to panic as I look at my brother's bloody face. "Stiles, hey Stiles come on wake up please!"
That's when the door to the drivers seat is yanked open, almost ripping off from the Jeep itself.
She stands there, a smirk on her face and her name gets caught in my throat from the shock but I manage to spit it out. "Kate. You bitch."
"You know, I was expecting a much warmer welcome. Maybe an 'I've missed you'." she says, grabbing Sitles. She begins to pull him out of the Jeep but I grab onto my brother's arm, pulling him back.
"Kate! No, please! Wait! Don't do this." I plead desperately. She laughs as she pulls Stiles out of my grip, taking advantage of the fact that I'm injured and in an immense amount of pain. "No!" I yell as she shuts the Jeeps door. I slide over into the drivers seat and tumble out of the Jeep and onto the floor.
"Stiles!" I call out as I get onto my feet and run after the blurry figures that are Kate and my brother. I can barely see them as they keep getting further and further. My dislocated shoulder and the pain are slowing me down. "Kate, stop!" I yell after her, the road coming into view. She puts Stiles into the passengers side of her car and shuts the door. She gets behind the wheel and drives off quickly, just as I step out on the road. "Stiles!" I scream with tears streaming down my face as I realize I've just lost my brother and I didn't do anything to stop it.